I like it so much,
when he climb into her bed,
watching her sleep seriously,
kiss her forehead and don't ask for anything.
"I'm not good at people."
"that's not true.
what about these homeless guys,they love u?
what about the soccer gals?
what about me?"
(with lovely music)
I wanted it so much that some one can support me when I begin to doult it myself.
u didn't come,
u didn't go,
u didn't laugh from the bottom of your heart,
like they do,
like I did,
I can feel that whether u deny it or not.
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